Calgary folk festival was great.  We got there Friday night and saw Hawksley Workman, Neko Case, Squirrel Nut Zippers.  I drank quite a bit and ran around backstage wtih bob.  We never talked to any rock stars.  Too cool for that.  We just stumbled around eating all the food backstage.

Sat. was even better.  It was +31 during the day so we just walked around all afternoon adn then caught Edi Brickell for old times sake and then went back to our air conditioned room at the Westin.  We had AMy and her friends over for drinks and Dan’s friends Jessie and Jo.  We went to this bar the garage (terrible) and met all of the fokl fest friends for drinks.  After shooters and more drinks we decided that me and bob coudl sneak everyone into the folk fest after party (althoguh we only had our two passes to get in).    ONe person would walk in and pass off the pass to another until all 10 of us were in.  But you have to imagine that we were all running around losing eachother and going back to our room (because the party was in our hotel) for more drinks, etc. 

We danced until the party ended at 3:30.  Bob was so drunk she was kicking off her shoes all over the place and stripping just a bit.  Then everyone else left and Dan, Bob and her new boyfriend decided to go swimming.  Dan left almost immediately because he got really sick. I sat in the hot tub with bob until she pointed out which people were naked.  I obviously was drunk and missed the whole naked people canon balling into the pool at 4am.

Good times. i am dying this morning at work. Sunday was just as hot and we got home at 11 and to bed by 1am.  Getting old

i love living alone. I clean when i want, eat what i want, watch on tv what i want.  Last night i just sat around listening to Radiohead — the Bends.  It was so melancholy and i loved it. 

Dan called early this morning because he was excited to be coming back home/then to calgary to spend the weekend together at folk fest. Talking to him annoyed me a bit and i started to be like did you do this yet… did you pay that bill yet, etc.etc.I hope it isn’t akward this weekend.

on a good note. i got a part-time contract with a federal government think tank in montreal. i get to fly up in october and few times in the spring to Montreal and it pays well.  I am really excited.

 Dan called me at work today and started talking about staying in the city another week and job searching.  I immediately said that i thought it was best he went and worked and looked for a job in Edmonton while he was there.  Then he could always come back for an interview.  He was quite shocked but i was really getting excited about having some time to process the last few months. 

I re-read some of my blog and it is really negative about Dan which isn’t fair .  HE gets along with everyone and is super supportive and great.  There isn’t many people who would dislike him but when i read my entries i think “dump him girl..you sound like an insane victim.”

Well it all happened very abruptly.  This morning Dan had an interview with a company, he got the job and turned it down because it was too hard of work for too little pay ($11/hr). Come on.  People in ALberta are just to spoiled. 

As you can imagine, i reacted terribly.  Freaked out actually.  He isn’t really in the position to be looking for a dream job.  SO we fought. Called each other. Fought some more. WE had lunch together and that is when he told me he was moving back to Saskatchewan for the rest of the summer.  I had suggested it before but when he said it, it took a different meaning.  His parents have a cleaning company so he’ll go work for them for a month until school.  My feelings were hurt at first because you think we would have a long discussion about this before one of us decided to move to a different province. 

I feel good about it.  Its not like we are breaking up.  He has responsibilities to earn $$ for school, i can’t handle financially supporting someone.  We had a nice lunch and talked about how it would be weird not eating dinner together, going to movies.  He’ll  come home the next weekend and i’ll try to go up there. We don’t hate eachother or want to break up but its very stressful when one person is unemployed or hates there job.

I just feel guilty because when i hated my job and was crying everyday after work he would just hug me and be completely supportive.  I wish i was like that. He needs that.

I am so irritated.  We are having people over tonight to watch the Chile/Argentina game tonight and that girl Sandra – whom i’ve mentioned before, read on Dan’s brothers facebook that we were having people over and immediately called the brother and asked if she could come.  Seriously, she knows i don’t like her and that is probably why she didn’t call our house to ask — but why, why would you do that.

I don’t even want to be at my own house now.  I probably will just end up leaving.  No one can say a word without her cutting people off and talking and talking. 

I am an adult yet i feel like i have no control over my life.

I went to Book Club yesterday.  I haven’t gone in months because I didn’t like the books we were reading and the conversation was off topic and shallow.

For yesterdays meeting we read Lullabies for a Criminal.  It was a lame book about a girl in Montreal named Baby who’s father is a heroin addict and who becomes a prostitute, etc. etc.   It is  a quick, entertaining read but there was very little to talk about.

I was okay with that this time though.  I came to the realization that it is just nice to have normal people to hang out with and talk to.  Everyone was in my friend bob’s health promotions master’s program and most work for government or health regions.  No one is passionate about their jobs but everyone is happy to have one == mutual understanding of life in mid-twenties/early thirties.

This girl i knew from university invited Bob, Dan and i to her cabin.  It was 2.5 hours from the city and it was 31-33 degrees so we were extremely excited. She promised us a beautiful cabin, satellite tv, hot tub, etc. (her dad is a lawyer and mom a doctor)  What we got…an old dirty cabin, a huge dog and an insane hostess.

For the first day we laughed at how insane she was behind her back and felt sorry that she must have had a terrible childhood.  When we got to the cabin she explained the “rules” to us.   No flushing the toilet if all you did was pee (because they didn’t want to pay to dump their septic tank), no breaking anything, no smoking, no having any fun.

ON the first night at 11:30pm she decided she would go to bed and wanted us to go to bed too.  We just ignored her and played scrabble and had a fews drinks and laughs.  IN the morning she informed us that she couldn’t fall asleep because she was so worried that we would break something?!?!  what the hell?!?!  Crazy scrabble players breaking things??

The whole weekend was like that.  Two other highlights was when she let her dog into the gazebo while we were eating so it could stick its dirty nose on our plates before it proceeded to lick hers.  Yuck!! or when she didn’t want us to take the canoes out because we  might wreck it so she said the lake was too wavy..there was no wind or wave in the water.  It was weird because she kept saying it was too rough when we were on the beach but all we could see was stillness.

There were a few good times but it happened inspite of her not because of her.  It was really good hanging out with Bob and Dan.  WE laughed a lot.

Why would somone invite people to their place if they hated people. 

I took my nephew to the soccer game last night, Chile vs. Portugal, and then the park in my neighbourhood.  It didn’t go all that well.

Poor little guy is 5 and lives in a suburb of Edmonton and went through total culture shock.  He kept asking me during the game while everyone was so angry and screaming in different languages. I tried to just say the people sounded like they were angry because they were speaking more expressive languages.  I don’t think he bought it for a moment..smart kid.  I was even scared a fight was going to break out in front of us between the crazy machismo men.    I gave him a camera to take pictures with.  He only took one of the soccer game, all the others were of people yelling at each other.

Then we got back to my neighbourhood and i took him to the park until my sister came to pick him up.  He kept asking me questions like “why are all the kids in your area smoking,  how come they are hanging out in the park in their pyjamas, why is that man keep circling the park.” 

 Dan lost his job this morning.  Can things get any worse?  I guess this means no holiday?

I’m going to fifa under 20 tonight again to see Chile vs. Portgual tonight.  Yeah!!

I have so much too do lately.  Basically i went from bosses who did everything themselves and only trusted me with cutting and pasting to a boss that trusts me to do everything. I am drowning.

 We had a meeting with regional represents about our new legislation.  He would just get up in the middle of the meeting and disappear for than 30 minutes at a time.  When he was around he would just tell everyone about how he was a mime on weekends at the Calgary Stampede.  Thankfully, he hasn’t practiced to much of it on me at work because i hate mimes.  ANyways, he disappears and i am stuck with people 30 years older than me, looking at me for the answers. 

I am going to go in today to tell him he needs to do some of the work, hire someone new or something before i have a nervous breakdown.  

i bought a futon from a store yesterday.

 I went into this little store off of WHyte Avenue and as soon as i walked in this blind man came up to me yelling “i am visually impaired but i can help you”.  I was so impressed with the way he could maneouver those futons, opening them up into a bed and putting them back into the chair that i agreed to buy one.  Today i realized i was probably more impressed with his abilities than the futon but whatever…its still okay. 

What i do like about the futon is it is locally made – that is worth any extra money i would have paid.